Disclamer ~ I do not own digimon. I do own the fan characters and fan digimon though.
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As the two Digimon ran through the dense forest it began to rain. The two continued running as if chased by an unseen force. One looked to the other, "what are we going to do? if we don't find it---" A crack of thunder cut him off.
The other snorted, "we'll find them Psychemon, we have to" As they continued to run one could almost swear the wind carried the cries of other digimon in agony, though this couldn’t be, seeing as they’d been in the human world for some time now.
Another crack of thunder shot from the sky and sent sparks onto a tree which burst into a fury of flames. The crackling made the larger creature stop, he looked around and gasped as the tree plummeted to the ground, cutting him off from his
His friend instantly stopped and turned but was stopped by the fierce look in the eyes of his friend. The creature shrank back as the flames licked towards his pelt. "Get out of here fool! I'm fine... I'll hold off the enemy, You to stick to the mission and find the one who’ll end the digital world and his own" as if waiting for a queue a roar tore through the sky.
The Smaller creature dipped his head, "as you wish Gururumon..." He ran off into the night as a large beast approached the digimon whose data was already floating into the air. The digimon stood sighed and stood, "Psychemon you fool... if you knew what's about to happen.. You'd never leave..."
A large digimon came into view. The flames had spread from the fallen tree, and now digimon to several other trees and now spreading to the grass. "Gururumon... how noble of you to try to protect Psychemon... but you know it's only a matter of time before you're gone and I catch up to him"
Gururumon smiled softly, "why say such words before you have gotten the facts straight... i will die here, yes, but not without taking you down with me." He looked calmly at the foe who chuckled, "Howling Blaster" Blue flames spewed from his jaws and hit the larger digimon in the face who let out a small cry. Gururumon thrust himself at the other, "Ice fa---" he shouted but felt a sudden shot of pain. "Red Skull Ram" he heard it but it was too late to dodge. He was smashed into a burning tree.
"Gururumon!!" The digimon looked up, he was barely able to be seen now, the data that held his very being was near vanishing. He coughed but couldn't speak. He started shaking as he saw Psychemon. "Psychemon evolve! Astamon!" The enemy looked over, "well... this is unexpected..." He took a step towards Psychemon's new form. "Hell-Fire!!!!" he fired his gun at the large digimon who jumped back.
"Impossible..." he gasped, His shoulder was beginning to emit data. He snorted. "Maverick" Astamon kicked the digimon aside. He aimed his gun but felt a force tackle him with emence power. Gururumon's faded form snarled, "Damn you! If you don't get away I'll finish you also, the mission comes first!"
Pyschemon stood slowly, the digimon had been forced into degeneration, not knowing what had just happened. He looked down, "I'm sorry Gururumon..." He then ran off into the night, without a single look back.
Without another word the form of the digimon, the brave soul knew it was over for him, the only thing that kept the last bits of data stable was the will to let his friend get to safety and do what they’d been sent to do. He flung himself at the enemy and the end of the fight began.
Soon the larger digimon struck Gururumon hard, the digimon coughed softly then fell to the earth. He was gone before he landed. The digimon rushed after the rookie.
When the storm passed there was a small house in shambles, blood splattered on the remains of some walls. A young boy standing with a fireman, the boy’s family had been slaughtered and the only reason he was alive was because he wasn’t home.
